Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1887-11-11
LINGG'S ENDURANCE.
The Wonderful Nerve Exhibited by the
Mutilated Prisoner.

IiutHateu PRISONER.
CHICAGO, November 1Oth.-Agony and
suspense was passed by the Jail inmates in
the cells above and around, after the ex-
plosion in Lingg's cell. There was shuf-
fling of feet on the stone floor, and then
hundreds of strained eyes watching down
through the iron doors and bars saw a
group of guards in shirt sleeves struggling
across the dimly-lghted area bearing BY
the legs and arms the body of man be-
tween them. The upturned face was a
huge clot of blood, but the turnkey who
supported the head had his fingers wound
tightly into the unmistakable brown curl
ing ringlets of the bomb-maker, Louis
Lingg. The big key of Jailer FoIz grating
in the main lock interrupted for moment
the sound of pattering blood on the white
stone pavement There was creaking of
rusty hinges and the Anarchists and com
mon Jail birds had
GAzED THEIR LAST ON LOUIS LINGG.
A few steps brought the huddled-up cor
tege to the bathroom of the Jail, a stuffy
little apartment, scarcely ten feet square.
Lingg was laid on the floor with scant
tenderness by men who had been daily
half expecting to meet their death at his
hands. To all appearances the Anarchist
was stark dead. His 1.-the, athletic form
brawny limbs seemed rigid. A small pool
of gore was soon floating the brown curls
surmountiug his broad shoulders and one
glance showed how Lingg had striven with
the dynamite to blow off his own head
The entire lower half of his once hand
some face was gone, including the upper
lip and jaw, and under a fraction of the
nose where it had been was now a Jagged,
bloody gap, extending across to the ears
and down to the Adams apple.
OPEN YOUR EYES, LINGG,"
Exclaimed the Jail doctor, who had lust
reached the room. To the astonishment
OF the bystanders Lingg's eyes opened and
looked calmly about him. He was imme-
diately raised TO table and propped up
with pillows. He was washed hurriedlv,
while cloth bandages were passed around
the lower part of his face and around the
top of his head hiding all bat his nose.
eyes and forehead,
THE LOOSE, DANGLING BONES AND FLESH
Being first cut away. The gutta percha
mouth of fountain syringe was inserted
IN the great hole left by the dynamite, and
by this method water and brandy were ad-
ministered. This WAS repeated at intervals.
Lingg meanwhile gazing steadfastly about
him, watching every move OF those
IN the room, but apparently indif-
ferent TO what they did, and caring nothing
about the almost ceaseless slamming of the
door, only few feet distant Every now
and then, without any seeming immediate
cause, fearful, hollow groaning would
sound through the bandages. The listen
ers, aghast, would abandon the room only
to give place TO new set, not yet weak
ened by the horrors
WITHIN THE DFaTu-CII Nrrp
Lingg moved mis- long, sinewy right arm
easily (his left hand was torn by dynamite)
and without trouble wrote in German SIM
pie directions as TO raising him higher, or
such like. Beyond a glance of recognition
OF Captain Black, who came into the room
for moment and said, Poor fellow !"
there was nothing to break the horrible
agony of the six mortal hours wait for
deaths approach.
Rev. DR.. Bolton, the Methodist minister
attending Fielden, went in, but got no
answering look from Lingg. The minister
came out shaking his head.
THE DEATH STRUGGLE.
Linggs breathing gradually became
slower, the pallor on his forehead deep
ened, and slight glaze was noticed in the
now sunken eyes. Some said, He is dy-
ing and the reporters made ready for
rush to the nearest telegraph Office. Lingg's
big breast heaved once, and then was still.
His eyes looked straight ahead with some
thing of their old brightness, but at wh1s-
per from the doctor the reporters dashed 10
The telephones, falling one over another
down the narrow stairway to the court
yards in their efforts to tell the news first
While the reporters were tumbling and
running the doctor raised Lingg's right
arm. 1t fell back on the table limp, and
an attendants right and left forefingers
were laid on Linggs forehead and pushed
the eyelids shut. In moment the little
room was empty of all but the CHASTITY
corpse of bomb-maker Louis Lingg.